Everybody knows that Spencer and Toby's relationship has been a roller coaster of ups, downs, turnarounds, twist, turns, and even loopty loops. Even though they're not together anymore and live completely different lives now, they're love for each other never died. What if for a moment it did? Set during the time jump.

Spencer and Toby go for one last ride together before saying their last goodbyes. What happens when an innocent ride turns into a disaster? After getting in a car crash, Toby slips into a coma. When he wakes up the last thing he remembers is being fifteen the night of Jenna's accident. How will he cope with living in the present with no memory of the past nine years? How will his fiance cope with this? How will Spencer?

Chapter 1 Memory Lane

A yellow crispy leaf shook in the wind. It slipped off the tree branch and slowly sailed down to the ground, landing next to a black boot on the pavement. A black pickup truck was parked in the middle of the driveway with the hood popped open. There's a tan cover lying on the ground with a tool box and oil towel. Toby leaned over the side of his car to look at the engine. Sweat poured down his back thanks to the rays streaming down on him.

"Shit!" He cursed when he accidentally cut his hand with a tool. The thick, warm, red liquid ran down his wrist. He set down his tool then wrapped a red cloth around his hand. He left his car for a minute to head back inside his trailer hoping to find a band-aid. He finds one in the bathroom cabinet. After washing his bloody hand with soap and water, he puts a band-aid over it. It still hurts like a bitch but he'll live.

I curse a lot it's very therapeutic.

Toby smiled thinking back to that conversation. It was the day Spencer came back to Rosewood. Her hair was longer and she had bangs that hung just above her amazing eyes. He can still feel the way his heart flew when she smiled. Her smile has always been his favorite thing about her. When Spencer Hastings smiled, everything about her lights up along with her. Everything is her world light up around her. Toby would always light up when he was around her. He still gets a little tingle in his chest whenever he thinks about her.

After switching off the light in the bathroom, Toby entered his bedroom to look for a wooden box under his bed. He pulls it out and blows the dust off of it. This is where Toby keeps all of his good memories. The one's he holds close to his heart. He used the little key he has hidden in his sock drawer to unlock it. This box holds a bunch of cards, pictures, and things from his childhood. Like the broken hook from the fishing trip he once went on with his family when he was nine. He has his mother's locket in here. The one she always wore around her neck when she was in Radley. It holds a picture of Toby when he was two.

"You were so cute at two!" Spencer awed at the tiny picture.

"Used to be?" Toby teased. "Meaning I'm not a cutie anymore?"

Spencer playfully pushed his chest, "yes, you're still a cutie." She kissed his forehead and he grinned.

Toby smiled at another wonderful memory with Spencer. As he dug through more of what's in his box, his fingers brushed against something hard. He pushed some things out of the way and caught sight of an old scrabble board. He removed it from the box and gave it a closer look. On the side of the board, his fingers ran across something engraved on the side. For T: My safe place to land always your girl. -S. His heart ached a little. This was a gift from Spencer. She got it for him for their first anniversary. The same day Toby viciously broke her heart. He still could never fully forgive himself for that. Even if Spencer has forgiven him several times during several occasions. What hurts him the most is that the description says 'always your girl.' It was meant to be a silent promise that she will forever love him and will forever be his girl. That doesn't seem to be the case anymore.

"What's that?"

Toby whirled around. Yvonne was standing inside his trailer. The smile on her face was slowly falling when she caught sight of the board he was grazing. The bag hanging from her shoulder slumped down her arm and her eyes squinted.

"Toby," she spoke again. "What is that?"

"Um," his words came out dry. "A gift I got from a long time ago that I got from a friend."

"Oh yeah?" She crossed her arms. "What friend?"

Toby stood there not saying a word. How was he supposed to tell her that he kept stuff from his past relationship with Spencer? Most men don't do that. Some might keep it for a year, but it's implied that you get rid of your ex-girlfriends stuff before to get engaged to another woman. Yvonne walked over to the bed to take a look at the board. Her face turned a tent of red and her nostrils flared up. She stared hard at him.

"S for Spencer?" Her voice came out in a harsh tone.

"It's not what it looks like," he quickly defended.

"Not what it looks like? For T my safe place to land. Always your girl S? Why do you still have this?"

Yvonne moved her hand through his box of stuff and caught some Valentine's cards from Spencer as well as a picture of her. He even has some pictures of them together. One that Emily took when they visited her in California for Spring Break during their Freshmen year of college. He has a picture Aria took on Spencer's graduation day. There's two from that day. One with Spencer standing smiling with Toby's arm wrapped around her, his head resting on her shoulder trying to sneak a cheek kiss. The second is Toby giving Spencer a piggy back out of the gym after Hanna suggested they go get coffee. The last picture he has is one of them kissing on their second anniversary. When Toby planned a trip to Myrtle Beach to make up for the anniversary he ruined before.

"You kept all of your stuff from your relationship with Spencer!" Yvonne exclaimed. "This is unbelievable."

"I'm telling you this is not what it looks like. I keep a lot of stuff in here. It's part of my past. It's a part of who I am. All that is in my box is what made me who I am today."

A brief hurt expression came across her face, "how come I'm not in this box then?"

Toby's mouth hung open, "that's not what I meant."

"No, Toby I think that's exactly what you meant. You have a picture of Spencer in your desk at work, you have texts from her on your phone, and I found a dinner receipt from last week in your coat pocket."

"Yvonne, you know that I eat out when I'm at work late."

"The receipt was from the AppleRose Grill and two meals were purchased. Are you going to tell me both of those were for you?"

Toby sighed, "alright. Two weeks ago Spencer and I got dinner as two friends catching up. That was all."

Yvonne nodded, but her expression still remained hard, "dinner I can live with, but I can not live with you keeping all of your stuff from your past relationship."

"Yvonne, there's is nothing going on. Spencer and I aren't even talking anymore, remember?"

"I didn't even ask you if anything was going on between the two of, which makes me think that there is something going on. You do not keep stuff from your old relationship. Nobody does that. The only people who do that are if they're an insane stalker or if they still love…" Yvonne took a breath.

"Toby," she spoke calmly at first. "Do you still love her?"

He had trouble answering that. Instead, his mouth wobbled. He shifted on his feet and put his hands in his pockets.

"You do," Yvonne's voice turned harsh again.

"Yvonne can we not get into this today?"

"If not today then when?" Her arms flared up. "When do you want to get into this? On our wedding day? I don't want Spencer to be there to object, Toby. I will not be humiliated at my own wedding!"

"There's nothing to get into!" He yelled. "Spencer and I are over, alright? I asked you to marry me, remember?"

"Yeah," Yvonne nodded, the ice in her veins spreading. "I remember, but do you remember? Or are you thinking that you asked the wrong girl?"

Toby stood there in silence. He rubbed his hand down his face and sighed. Everything is getting confusing.

"I'm going, Toby," Yvonne said. She took off her ring and set it on the kitchen counter.

"Yvonne…"

"And when I come back, I want all of this crap gone. If you do that, I'll consider putting this ring back on."

Toby stood there. Yvonne fixed her bag and walked out of the trailer. As soon as she was gone, he looked back at all the stuff. He took a seat on the bed and picked up the two pictures from graduation. They were so happy then. The girls were finally free from A. They graduated high school. They're relationship was going strong. It was a wonderful time, but those days are in the past. He should let it go, right? Then why does he have such a hard time letting go? Toby packs the stuff back inside the box, locks it, and hides it under his bed. Letting go of Spencer was the hardest thing he's ever had to do. Letting go of her memory would be even harder.

The sun has settled some in the last half hour. Toby stepped back outside and over to his car. He began working on it once more when he heard footsteps walking up behind him. At first, he thought maybe it was Yvonne coming back, but when he turned around his heart almost jumped out of his chest.

"Spence." He's pretty sure his heart spoke for him.

Spencer paused in her footsteps, "I'm really sorry just showing up here like this. I-I know that we agreed to keep our distance for her sake…"

"No," Toby set down his tools and wiped his hands clean on a towel. "No, it's okay."

She took a step forward and clasps her hands together, "could we talk for a minute? I don't mean right here. I would rather not have Yvonne around to hear this."

"Uh, sure," Toby closed the hood to his truck. "She's not here right now, but I don't know when she's coming back. We could take a drive if you want."

Spencer nodded, "Lookout Point?"

Toby's face fell a little, "oh-uh, That's usually the place we go when you have something big to say."

She smiled, " funny you mentioned it."

He smiled too. Toby opened up the passenger's side of the car and gestured with his head for her to hop in. When she was safely inside, he closed the door for her then moved around to get in the drivers seat. The drive up to Lookout Point was silent. The radio wasn't working, so they had no background sound to break the tension. His fight with Yvonne still weighed on his brain. She really shouldn't have anything to worry about? That was his thought until he felt her fingers accidentally brush against his hand. She looked up and mumbled an apology before moving her hand away.

If one touch makes him feel this way, who is he trying to kid? Maybe Yvonne does have a right to feel paranoid. After all, Spencer is his first love. He can't deny the fact that there was a time where he loved Spencer more than anything in this world. He had serious thoughts about their future together and marrying her. Their relationship wasn't something he took lightly at all. He still really cares about her a lot. He could never lie about that. He could probably lie to Yvonne and say he doesn't love Spencer anymore. He may even be able to lie to Spencer. It's himself he would have a lot of trouble convincing.

Against his better judgment, they parked in a non-parking place. Once the car stopped, they got out and walked over to the big walk the always used to sit on. Toby can recall so many memories they've shared up here. This was the place they went when he got freed from house arrest. Spencer told him about the possibility of Ian still being out there. They talked about her dad, Jason, and the hockey stick. A lot of their relationship was built up here.

"Spencer, what's going on?" He was the first to break the silence. Spencer looked down to the ground and ran her hand along her arm.

"A lot is going on," she said dryly. "More than I can tell you."

"You know that you can tell me anything, Spence."

She smiled at the old nickname. Her other friends have called her that long before he started calling her that. Yet somehow it was always hearing him say it that brought a smile on her face.

"I can tell my friend Toby anything," she paused. Toby cringed hearing her say, friend. "But what about officer Cavanaugh? How much can I tell him?"

"Toby Wan Kenobi is ready to listen and help with whatever it is you need," he said. Spencer laughed out loud.

"I'll tell you what," he turned serious. "I'm not a cop right now, okay? That's not my job in this moment. My job is to just be your friend, Toby, alright? So, anything you have to say stays between the two of us."

"No matter what it is?" She asked.

He nodded, "no matter what. Promise."

"Okay," she whispered. "Archer Dunhill is still out there, but there's a possibility he could be dead." She looked at Toby and his expression remained the same. He didn't interrupt her or seemed like he wanted to.

"I know this because I played a part in his murder. Well, possibly. Whether he really died that night is still questionable. When we went back to check where we buried him, the body was gone. It was like somebody moved his body. Kind of like when someone pulled Alison from the dirt. Anyway, A.D is getting angrier by the second and the cops are getting more and more suspicious. Toby, I'm not sure how much time I have till…"

Spencer could barely get the rest of the words out. This whole thing is one big complicated mess. She's been arguing with the girls about getting Toby involved and now here she is spilling the whole thing to him. It's selfish of her. She's risking the possibility of him going down along with them. It's not fair to him. Toby was getting along perfectly with his life then she comes back in and screws things up again. This is so unfair to him.

"Spencer, what are you trying to say?" Toby asked.

"We said goodbye a couple nights ago, but this right here could be the goodbye."

"Spencer, you're not trying to tell me that you're going to prison, are you?" She looks at him. He shakes his head.

"No, no, Spencer. That's crazy. That's never going to happen. I won't allow it."

She turned to face him, "there's nothing you can do to stop this. A.D has all the evidence against us, it's only a matter of time before he or she leaks it. They can leak it and they will. Soon, Aria, Hanna, Emily, Alison, and I will be living behind bars. That's just how it's going to be."

His heart ached, "why are you telling me this?"

Spencer titled her head, her eyes burning to the brim with tears, "I just didn't want you to have to wake up one morning to the breaking news that your friends all got arrested without hearing the truth from someone reliable."

"Spencer I could never think you're guilty of anything."

She half smiled, "and I adore you for that, but in this case, I might be."

His own eyes began to water, "if it was self-defense maybe there's still a chance… I mean if one was behind the actually killing…"

She put a finger to his lips to shush him, "it doesn't matter who killed him. We were all there. We all tried covering what happened. One may have started a fire, but we let it spread."

Toby shook his head, "I really wish there was something I could do."

"I know," she wiped a tear on his cheek that he didn't even know was there until she pointed it out. "I'm scared. I'm really scared of all of this."

"I'm sorry."

She shook head, softly smiling, "don't apologize."

She cleared another tear off his face. Her eyes too have overflown with them and have begun cascading down her face. They're eyes met and they looked at each other. Is this it? Is this the last moment they're ever going to have together? Toby's not sure how much time Spencer has before getting caught. He knows that police are working around the clock to find this guy. How long until they find out what they did?

"Toby," Spencer whispered. "There're so many things in my life that I haven't gotten to do yet and I just feel like my life is officially coming to an end. I won't see much of my family. I probably won't get another job again." Her eyes shifted between his lips and his eyes. "It will probably be a long time before I ever kiss anyone." Toby stared at her.

"Would it be okay if I kissed you?" She asked. "In case it's my last."

"Yes," he had to nod since his voice got caught in his emotions. Though he was certain it wouldn't be. He knew Spencer was smart enough to think of a solution to all of this.

Spencer moved closer to him. He swallowed past the lump in his throat and he was sure Spencer could hear his heart beating a million miles per minute. She parted her lips a little, tilted her head, and closed her eyes. It felt like a lifetime went by before he finally felt her lips close around his. On instinct, Toby closed his eyes and savored the sensation of having her lips back on his once again. Even if it is for one last kiss. Then again, he was sure the kiss they shared three years ago when Spencer let him go at the airport would be their last. It felt good. It felt right. Her kiss feels so familiar he almost didn't want it to stop. Against his dismay, it stopped. Spencer bit her lip after pulling away and lightly touched his cheek.

"Thank you."

Just like the drive up, the drive back was silent. Their hair blew in the wind. Toby decided that he needed the windows open. He's hoping to cool himself down after what happened on the hill. As he was driving, he thought a lot about some stuff. The idea of losing Spencer for good just scares the hell out of him. It wouldn't be like before where if he wanted, he could just call her up. It's going to be a lot harder than that. Yvonne was right when she took off her ring and said that maybe he asked the wrong woman.

"Toby?"

"Yeah?" Toby looked over at her.

"Before we go our separate ways. Before I live the rest of my life behind a cellar. In case I don't get to say it, I want to now. Toby, I want you to know that I love you."

Before he had time to respond to her, Spencer's eyes grew wide with fear. Her mouth formed a great O shape.

"Toby!"

A bright flash of light came at them followed by a loud bang. The world felt like it was spinning and the tires were squealing against the pavement. Smoke filled the car and pretty soon visions were fading. A mumbled sound was heard before everything officially went dark.

Hey, so I'm sort of taking another break from my last fanfic to write this short fanfic here. It will be short and emotional, but hopefully, you'll all still like it. This will be set during the time jump. Just like I said. It's going to be a short read too. Maybe 1-6 chapters. Hopefully the reviews will be good. Anyway, I hope you'll enjoy this.